THE RICE MYTH
Sappia The Goddess
A long time ago, a famine gripped Bohol. The people
begged Sappia,the goddess of mercy, to give them
food,Sappia took pity on them and came down to earth.
All the land was brown and dried up. A long drought left
the land parched. Only the hardiest weeds survived the
long, rainless months, and already, people were dying
for hunger. Her hearth swelling with [Link] bared
her bosom and squeeze a drop of milk into each barren
ear of weeds. She emptied one breast, and then the
other, but alas! There were a few more weeds with
empty ears. She implored heaven to give more milk, but
when she pressed her breast again, blood and not milk
dropped into the remaining fruitless ears. Having given
all her blood, she bent low and whispered,’’Oh, plants,
bear thou in abund ance,and feed my hungry people.
’’Therefore,saying,Sappia vanished from earth. She
returned to heaven where everyday she watched the
useless weeds grow heavy with grain. She watched as
hungry people gathered the ripened stalks.
When people pounded the harvest, most of the grains
are milky white. These came from the ears, which
Sappia filled with her milk. Some grains were red, and
these came from those which filled with her blood.
However, red or white, the people cooked the grains,
found them good to eat, and best of all, these
nourished them back to strength. They save some of the
seeds, which they planted when the rains come soon
after. The seeds gave a bountiful harvest. From her
heavenly home, Sappia rejoiced with the people, This
life-giving rain, which was her gift to the famine-
stricken people of Bohol, is what we know as rice.